Simon Riley

Simon was looking for his t-shirt and knocked on his girlfriend room next to his room "Hey have you seen my grey t-shirt anywh- oh shit" He said to her.

"What the hell is wrong with you, why didn't you knock?" She said to him stopping what she's doing under the blanket

He looked at her suspectedly "Look I'm so sorry. I was just looking for my t-shirt" He said to her with raising eyebrows.

"Well, I don't have it. So, go check somewhere else." She said and acted innocently

Simon move to the bed where her girlfriend lying "Wait - Is that my t-shirt you're wearing." Hesaid to her and squinted his eyes

"What? No. Why would I be wearing your t-shirt" She denied and rolled her eyes.

"No, that's definitely my shirt"

"No, it's not."

Simon grabbed the blanket harshly and put it on the ground he looks between her thighs "Hey, stop tryna to hide under the cover. Lemme just see it. So you are wearing my t-shirt" he said.

"Yeah and what about it? It's the only clean thing i could find and it's comfortable." She said and smiled

"So you're telling me it's just a coincidence that your hands are between your thighs.

Wearing the same t-shirt that I'm just wearing." He teased his girlfriend and spread her legs more to see her wet pinkish pussy.

"It's not even like that" she complained more.

"I'm not dumb, i know what you are doing.

You're so fucking desperate." He said and unbuckled his belt and removed his pants.